Whenever she opened her eyes she could still remember what it had felt like to die that very first time.
Matilda Kant spends her days living vicariously by reading other people’s stories.
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by Matilda Kant
by Matilda Kant
Whenever she opened her eyes she could still remember what it had felt like to die that very first time.
Matilda Kant spends her days living vicariously by reading other people’s stories.